I Wanna Grow Old With You

My dearest Travis, you are the one I want to grow old with... :)

Another day without your smile
Another day just passes by
But now I know how much it means
For you to stay right here with me
The time we spent apart will make our love grow stronger
But it hurts so bad I can't take it any longer

He sat cross-legged on his bed, staring out into space, not focusing on anything in particular. It looked almost as if he was sleeping with his eyes open. He was picturing her in his head, and he swore he could smell her perfume. It had been one week since he'd left her at the airport, forced back home by obligations and legal matters. If he had been able to stay forever without waiting for approval, he would never have left her. She made him so happy, he felt so good knowing she loved him. But the days without her were just days he had to go through without seeing her pretty smile. She was his life, and all his reasons for being alive. Maybe their love only grew stronger with the distance, but it hurt being without her. Nothing worked right when he wasn't with her; even he himself didn't function right. She was his most vital part, the one part he needed to truly be alive.

I wanna grow old with you
I wanna die lying in your arms
I wanna grow old with you
I wanna be looking in your eyes
I wanna be there for you, sharing everything you do
I wanna grow old with you

He was moving, that was for sure. Having to have left her only made him realise one thing. That he simply couldn't live without her by his side. A smile kissed his lips, and his brown eyes shone. He knew exactly what he would do.
She sat watching the telly, but her eyes weren't following what happened on the screen. They just stared at it, through it and beyond it. They stared far across the ocean until she saw his face, and a trembling breath of air escaped out over her lips. Her eyes closed, and she felt him beside her. Tears trickled down her soft cheeks, but she was smiling. She lay down on the sofa. In her mind, she was resting her head in his lap and his fingers were running through her hair. This is what she wanted for the rest of her life, just being with him. Every moment of her life, she wanted to share with him.

A thousand miles between us now
It causes me to wonder how
Our love tonight remains so strong
It makes our risk right all along
The time we spent apart will make our love grow stronger
But it hurt so bad I can't take it any longer

Thousands of miles apart, their every thought was of one another. Nothing or no one else entered either of their minds; it was as if they were close to each other. She closed her eyes, her skin breaking out in goosebumps at the very thought of his fingers trailing up her arm. Their love felt so strong, and so alive. No amount of distance could ever part them, they both knew they were made for each other. Her fingers touched the sparkling necklace she wore, and she smiled. They would last forever, love forever, just like the diamond he had given her. Maybe the pain of being apart wouldn't be so bad in the end, when they would finally be together. The risk they had taken, laying their hearts and their feelings on the line had been worth it. Despite the difficulty of distance, they only had eyes for each other. They were so in deep with one another that just one day apart felt like an eternity, and it seemed their eternity stretched on beyond forever with all the days they had spent on different sides of the world. He smiled, knowing that when he moved to her, there would be no more days spent apart.

I wanna grow old with you
I wanna die lying in your arms
I wanna grow old with you
I wanna be looking in your eyes
I wanna be there for you, sharing everything you do
I wanna grow old with you

He kept seeing her face on every woman that came through the doors, but with each second look they were someone else. Finally the doors opened for the right woman, and he swore it was as if the entire airport lit up when she walked into the arrival's hall. The moment he saw her, he was more certain than ever. She lifted her eyes, and he watched with delight at the smile that spread on her face when she saw him. He held his arms out to her, and she ran into them. For a sacred moment, only the two of them existed. He squeezed her tight to make sure it was real that she was back in his arms. Her breath was warm on his skin, and he felt tears threatening to overtake him. They looked at each other, making sure nothing was out of place or changed in the other's face. She rested her hand on his cheek and he pulled her closer, his lips touching hers.

Things can come and go
I know but
Baby I believe
Something's burning strong between us
Makes it clear to me

The day was perfect, the sun was out and the sky was blue. The trees were starting to bud, and the air smelled sweetly with the promise of spring. She looked up, closing her eyes to the sunshine and she smiled. He led her over to a bench by a little lake, and they sat for a moment talking about everything and nothing. She looked beautiful when the sun hit her like that, and he smiled as he knelt before her. Her eyes grew wider and she held her breath for a moment as he took her hand in his. He smiled at her, watching her eyes swim in tears when he spoke of his love for her. She sunk her teeth into her lower lip to keep it from quivering, and she felt like screaming with joy. Every word he spoke sank into her mind and her heart, and she would keep them there forever. Her words seemed gone when he asked her to be his wife, but she regained them for long enough to tell him yes. She slipped off the bench, sitting on her knees in front of him on the grass. They looked at each other for a moment, whispering how much they loved one another, before they hugged. He smiled as he hugged her tightly, knowing this was right. Ever since he'd had to leave her, he had been planning this moment. Ever since he had met her, he had known she would someday be his wife. She couldn't stop the tears of joy that fell from her eyes; everything had been so perfect. He was perfect. He was the one she wanted to grow old with. The one she wanted to spend all of her days with.
"I love you, angel... I love you, I love you, I love you..." he said, lost in her eyes. Her smile warmed him a thousand times more than the sun ever had.
"I love you, too." she whispered, and he brushed the tears from her face. "I love you..."

I wanna grow old with you
I wanna die lying in your arms
I wanna grow old with you
I wanna be looking in your eyes
I wanna be there for you, sharing everything you do
I wanna grow old with you



"I Wanna Grow Old With You" - Westlife ©

Lady L., 2006 ©

To go or not to go...

Okay, so here's the thing... my friend is having this pre-party (aka vorspiel) at her house today before going out to the local watering hole. But I can't decide whether or not to go... I'm tired and fed up, and if I go I'll probably turn into Super Bitch. But if I chose to stay at home, I'll probably just regret it. My mum says that I should go "you're only 22, it'll do you good! you can't stay home when you're 22!" Thing is... I'm really not that much of a clubber. If I could have my choice between a quiet night in with a nice movie or going out clubbing, I'd stay home 8 out of 10 times. Going out is a hassle - especially in the winter - because you have to find something to wear, put your face on, find a pair of shoes that will get you into any club of your choice but still won't hurt like all hell after two hours. It's always crowded and hot, and when you got big coats in the winter time, you'll need to wear something that is just in between freezing and overheated. And you always end up spending more money than you decided. Then it's the whole "what to drink" thing at the pre-party... because in Norway, you need to get good and sloshed before you go out, cause the prices at clubs and bars will set you back about half a month's salary. Well, almost anyway... and it's not even enough liquor in it, just a little splash. Cheap bastards...
Staying home is that much more relaxing. You can just snuggle up in the sofa in your pj's, you won't need elaborate make-up and shoes that kill your feet. You don't spend any money, it's always nicely temperatured and there are few to none around you. And if you're lucky enough to have a significant other, you can cuddle up to him/her and just be warm and cozy. Sometimes, you probably miss out on a good night out with friends... but you can always have a good night out with your friends, it doesn't have to be the only time something fun's happened.

My mind changes like every 5 seconds. It's all "yeah, party, let's go!" one moment, then all "aww, no, cannot be arsed!" the next. It feels as if I'll burst into tears at any moment.. and I fear that I might if I go out and drink. Either that, or I get all sarcastic and cold. A right bitch... which I've been known to be at a few previous club-nights. If you know the character Karen off "Will & Grace", you'll have a fair idea of what I turn into. :o) I'm just a homebody at heart, the party-girl genes have completely skipped me. I think my brother got those genes, which I'm perfectly okay with.
AAAAARRRGGGGHHHHH....!!! I don't know what to do!! And my friend said "be here around 7pm - 8pm ish".. and it's almost ten past seven now, and I'm still as undecided as I was to start off with! I mean... I don't know what to wear or drink. And I've not eaten since 11 this morning, so that's 8 hours.. and I won't have time to eat at home before I go either, because dinner won't be ready until sometime after 8pm. And everyone knows that drinking on an empty stomach is bad... you get really drunk really quickly. You'll have a world class royal hangover the next day, and you'll be a hungry wreck, wolfing down food as if you were a bottomless pit. Not to mention probably ralphing a few times at the club... *shudder* Gross! But seriously - WHAT THE FUCK DO I DO???!!!! To go, or not to go, that is the question...